Chapter 39
“Hello, auntie, and I came after Daddy arrived because my little brother and my mom are sick, so I stayed back so Daddy wouldn’t
feel too bad about leaving them,” Amira explains.
“Well, it is good to see you, honey. You are beautiful,” my mom says.
“Hunter, Lyric, this is your cousin Amira,” she introduces.
“Cousin? Why am I just hearing about her?” Hunter asks.
“Long story, son,” dad responds.
“Well, Lyric,” Dr. Grant says, bringing the focus back to me.
“You have healed wonderfully and remarkably fast. All the wounds on your back have closed, and the silver is completely out of your
system. I’ve never seen anything like it,” she says, sounding astonished.
“So I’m good to go, then?” I ask.
“Yes, but I do recommend therapy for a while, just to help you with your trauma. I know you may not think you need it, but it will
be good to talk to somebody who isn’t a loved one,” she advises.
“I won’t fight you on that, doc. I agree-my reaction to Mason on Friday was definitely not healthy. I will talk to someone,” I reply.
Even saying his name feels like stepping too close to something sharp.
“Good. Other than that, there’s no reason for me to keep you here. Your sessions will start tomorrow. Meet me here at 3pm after
school, and I’ll introduce you to her,” she says.
“Thank you, Dr. Grant. I really appreciate everything you’ve ever done for me. I honestly don’t know what I would have done
without you all this time,” I say, tears falling.
She comes over and hugs me.
“Lyric, I love you like my own pup, and to know you is a great honor, I know you’re meant to do great things, and I would hate to
see that not happen,” she says, her own tears falling.
“Come on, Dr. G, you know I don’t like to get emotional,” I say, wiping my tears.
“Winter, please tell me you brought me clothes?” I ask.
“I did, and a brush, a comb, and all the necessities,” she replies, winking.
“Oh, I love you,” I say getting out of the bed and going in the bathroom.
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I hop straight into the shower, letting the hot water wash away the last few days.
It hits my back and I flinch-just slightly-but I don’t move away from it. I let it hit. Let it remind me I’m still here.
“What are we going to do about Summer?” Nova asks.
“I’m not sure, but for now just avoid her at all costs. I don’t feel like she is done yet,” I say to her.
And that feeling won’t go away. Like something is still coming. Like this isn’t over just because I survived. 2
I wash my hair and detangle it. I put my hair in two braids and get dressed.
Winter got me a pink racerback crop top and blue jean shorts with my favorite pink gladiator platform sandals.
She knows me so well.
I hate the scars that are now permanently on my back because I know I’m not a freak, but I will not hide them because I survived
and she will know that no matter how hard she tries, she can’t break me.
Not anymore. Not like before.
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When she walks out of the bathroom, my breath catches.
She is beautiful.
Not just physically-though that alone would be enough-but in the way she carries herself like nothing that happened to her gets
to define her.
I thought she was beautiful covered in mud and in a hospital gown, with three-day-old braids in her hair.
Seeing her like herself is on a different level.
She just looks so confident, not even hiding the scars,
I love that.
“She is special,” Zeus says.
“I know. I just wish I knew how,” I say.
“It’s not meant for us to know yet” he replies.
“See something you like, your majesty?” she says sweetly.
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“Most definitely,” I respond low.
And I don’t bother hiding it. Not from her. Not anymore.
“Lyric, sweetheart, we need to talk about what happened,” her father says, breaking the moment we were in.
“Easy there, tiger. She isn’t yours,” Elias says, laughing through the link.
“Shut the hell up,” I link back.
“What is there to talk about, Daddy? It was Summer. She didn’t actually touch me, and I don’t know who did. I passed out after the first couple of cuts, so I never got to see anyone or notice anything about them. I have no proof that it was her who orchestrated the whole thing, so I know nothing can happen. I just want to try to go back to normal,” she says.
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